This is a song about "One tree hill"

And my kick game beyond crazy

Even if it tends to be about tree

I'm gon remember her, but still

I'm a climber, my wish the hill

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

So gon' and be my dealer baby

Here i am swinging from tree to tree like a chimpanzee/

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

You don't know me, or my family tree

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Including fox hill and 27th street

Like a snow ball running down a hill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

The way we blow that shit up, call it hamburger hill,